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Everytime you play a game
You drive us all mentally insane,
For every goal that you conceed,
You make us scream out with need
For everygoal that you score ,
We jump up , raise hands and roar.
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Matt Holland was our superstar,
Not only for Ipswich did he play,
but he also netted for Ireland
and continuously made their day.
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No longer is Stewart a tractor boy ,
He’s gone and joined the black cats.
If he came back i’d jump for joy,
but i don’t think he’ll do that.
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Not many players on our list.
the ones who’ve left we will always miss,
but wherever they go ,
we are here to stay,
Our hearts remain at Ipswich.
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